With my brain filled with rage, I rushed towards the woman who killed Ferrinold.

The woman took my fist with her bare hands without using any magic.

"Snapped--!"

She kicked me in the knee, and the pain was so severe that I had to distance myself from her.

After blocking my first round of attacks, the woman launched a counterattack.

Her movements were very agile, like an annoying bee. After a struggle, I couldn't hurt her at all, but the bruises on my face were getting more and more.

"Don't be reckless! Hide to the right!"

Fortunately, the pain gradually brought me back to my senses, and I finally listened to Gale's instructions.

[The chance of successful blocking is 18%]

[The chance of successfully avoiding sideways is 87%]

I cooperated with the divine eye and slowly changed the situation of being beaten blindly.

But I can only use my right arm, and my physical strength has long been exhausted, so I am still in an extremely passive situation.

Looking at the woman who is still fighting high, I know that a protracted war is unrealistic.

I have to take a gamble.

"Hide backwards!"

I ignored Gale's reminder and blocked the woman's elbow attack with my chest, then threw her down.

Her face was so close.

It turns out that she also shows fear.

Without any hesitation, I slammed my head against her forehead.

"hiss--"

I heard a small moan.

Then I was kicked away by her.

Then he fell heavily to the ground.

What caught his eye was Ferrinold who was also lying down.

He had long since stopped breathing, and the dark circle between his eyebrows was extremely eye-catching.

...

I heard a knock on the door.

Standing outside the door was Ferrinold's murderer.

"Why are you opening the door now? I thought you ran away."

"I had a very long dream, I just woke up not long ago."

I answered subconsciously.

"Dream? What did you dream about?"

"..."

After hesitating for three or four seconds, I pointed to her forehead.

"......you've been drinking?"

"There are two bottles in the cabinet... I thought you bought them."

"I won't pay for you."

"Then I have no choice but to pay on credit."

The woman walked in, I closed the door and yawned.

It was a very ordinary exchange, as if she was just an old acquaintance of mine whom I hadn't seen for a long time.

This makes me wonder whether I will still be able to chat with her as if nothing happened even if she kills Snow.

If it really comes to that point, how should I deal with it?

How ironic.

"I'll go to the West Gate with you later, but before that..."

The woman frowned and looked around.

"You'd better take a shower first, you smell like alcohol..."

"Aren't you the same... you smell of cigarette smoke."

Even now, she has a cigarette in her mouth.

"Because I didn't have breakfast."

He is so addicted to smoking at such a young age.

"Did you stay up late?"

"I didn't sleep all night."

She exhaled, and the weariness in her eyes was stronger than last night.

"You must dispose of the body of your demon friend in time. It would be terrible if the demonic mate in his body entangles a passerby who has not yet become the mate host."

"what have you done?"

"I think it's best if you don't ask too many questions, otherwise it will ruin our mood today."

"..."

"Also, the ability of your [Demon Marriage] is only to enhance physical functions?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

"The name is quite weird, so I'm a little curious."

The devil marries.

It's been a long time since I heard someone call Gale that way.

I scratched my hair and patted the back of my head, trying to get rid of the sleepiness that came over me again and again.

"It doesn't pose any threat anyway. Even the [Watch Dog Chief] can't see anything unusual."

At the northwest gate of the imperial capital of Maitti, there is a special gatekeeper who is well-known far and wide. He is the host of the demonic mate-[Magic Eye Dating], and has the ability to identify the nature of other people's mates.

Although he was a demon, because his betrothal would help consolidate the defense of the imperial capital, he was not expelled and instead joined the guard.

"Chief Watchdog" was his nickname.

Why do I suddenly think of him?

really weird.

"...Did you go out last night?"

"I stayed in my room the whole time."

"Stop lying. Where did you go? Tell me honestly."

Although I didn’t know why she saw through me all of a sudden, I had nothing to hide, so I confessed:

"Just walking around."

"Take a walk? Aren't you afraid of meeting people from the police station?"

"No one recognizes me now."

I answered nonchalantly.

"Felinod is dead after all."

...

At noon, the special inspector and I were walking on the way to the West Gate.

Piles of snow can still be seen on the streets, and I have to admit that the temperature is rising much slower this year than in the past, as if spring is still far away.

"Idiot! Aben, you are an incurable idiot! Being like-minded is just a cover for desire!"

In the front right, a tall and lanky drunkard is scolding an equally tall and lanky guy named "Aben".

"She was the one who took the initiative to approach you. Why did she do that? Wasn't it because she had needs? It wouldn't be illogical for her to strike up a conversation with someone else afterwards. You have long since lost value in her eyes, haven't you? She

It’s just so fickle! Forget it, this is for your own good! Uh...uh wow...!"

The drunk man hugged the trash can nearby and began to vomit.

After watching such a farce that seemed to be related to emotional disputes, I quickened my pace.

The "pretense" mentioned by the drunkard gave me some inspiration.
To be continued...